Текст песни Great Expectations - Mephisto Walz

It stirs the world's wide eye
Here inside of each
The manager's manger scene
What we dream for you

Meanwhile out at sea
A ghost crew lumbers brightly
Toward nostalgia's floating island
Adrift on rafts of sand

The fairies break their dances
And leave the printed lawn
And up from India glances
The silver sail of dawn